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Poetry

A falling star blazes in the night
Rushing and hurrying, fast as light
With joy and love it drops to earth
Then lands on you and laughs with mirth
The star was I — Oh yes, indeed!
With heart and soul, I gave you all
Yet — like darkness you could be cruel
Because you left me in this world
My light extinguished, my fire grown cold

My fire grown cold, my light extinguished
How fool I am to still have wished!
To still recall your warm caress
Your lovely touch, your sweet sweet kiss
A star was I — a fool, indeed!
That even if you broke me so
My voice won’t shake — ‘STILL, I LOVE YOU!’
Though now, I have, grown stale and old
My light extinguished, my fire now cold